Another ficlet from the world of Avery. This particular fictlet is short. For more background and context, read: Daggers from Sk’ler, Three of Swords, and Watch the Tunnels. Birds. The birdsong had pulled Alex out of his morning dreams so inconsequential that their meaning and mood was gone before an instant. A breeze that carried the …
The lovely Piper Vaughn and MJ O’Shea have organized a story auction for hurricane relief. There are a bunch of awesome authors taking part in the auction, including yours truly. For information on the story auction, check out Hurricane Sandy Relief – Story Auction Rules/General Information over at Babes in Boyland. This is a great way to …
So… the slump continued. In fact, it got worse. And yesterday I finally realized why–I am having trouble believing in love and HEA. Angsty sounding? Yes. But what can I say. I was reading Champion and when the main characters were hooking up, I became incredibly sad. That said, I’m coming out of the slump. …
Not sure what I’m going to do with this. Whether it’s part of the main story or not. Maybe it’s time I plot that story out. Add one more outline to the growing pile of unwritten things. Avery peeled a piece of entrail? off the back of his neck. He needed a bath in the …
Written for Sam’s Challenge #9. Prompt: Small Town Saturday Night. In the OWNMO universe. Elliot, chin perched on the back of his hand, stared out the open window. The strong shafts of light from the west illuminated his face, giving him an unearthly glow. He hadn’t yet noticed me, standing in the doorway. His back, …
I’m in a huge writing slump right now. And reading slump. Huge. <navel gazing> I’m trying to figure out what’s going on with my writing slump. Possible Causes: It’s really hot. Seriously, really hot. I broke up with goodreads. (Not under my Evie account. Evie’s still there and present and etc) I spent a lot …